1001st Ascension

Grinding, after returning to Qingling Mountain, I found those books that were not serious knowledge and destroyed them all.

As if a sharp gaze was cast on him, Wen Chang suddenly looked up, only to find that the little boy was looking at him with a bright and innocent smile on his face.

Wenchang shook his head, could it be that the mana was lost, and the senses also declined?

Wenchang Xingjun's Peach Blossom Lady

"It's getting dark, and I'm going home. If you want to stay, you can go to the village, anyone's home. The people here are very nice." The little boy glanced at the three of them, and quickly ran to Tao In the forest, it disappeared in an instant.

"Apprentice, let's go in, it's a bit cold and we live in the mountains." Ling Jun glanced at the sun that was about to sink, and at the curling smoke from the village, feeling even more hungry and colder.

Wu Shi took out two pills from his sleeve, watched the two take them, and then walked towards the village.

This is a very beautiful village, surrounded by peach trees, with a clear stream meandering in the middle, and the village's blue brick and gray walls are very elegant.

"Wow, these three queens are handsome, and they are also looking for Lady Peach Blossom, right?" A group of children surrounded them lively and asked with a smile.

"That's right, take us there quickly," Ling Jun smiled, and touched the head of the child who took the lead.

"Peach Blossom Lady lives in the green pagoda in the middle of the village, go quickly, you look so good-looking, she will definitely take off your mask for you," said the little unruly boy with a smile on his face.

"Child, do you know where Bai Mingshan is?" Wu Shi is always a person who keeps business in mind.

"Hee hee, I'm really on this mountain, I don't know where I am, look forward, what's written on that big stone tablet?" Xiao Wu Shi glanced at the serious Wu Shi, who was very serious answered once.

A big cyan stone tablet was placed on the back of a big black turtle that looked like life, on which the three words "Baiming Mountain" were written in a flying style.

Wen Chang stared at those three words, and frowned slightly, as if trying to remember something.

"Your small village in the depression is called Baiming Mountain. Thanks to me, I want to come in and have a look, otherwise we would still be looking for that mountain called Baiming everywhere?" Ling Jun made fun of the name of the village to the children, and then turned He turned his head to his disciples to show off how prescient he was.

The apprentice's face was very serious, and even Wen Chang, who was indifferent along the way, was admiring the words on the stone tablet with a rare seriousness.

After Ling Jun found out, he felt that something was wrong. Isn't Shizi Yasha in Baiming Mountain?He looked at the children, who were still standing there, looking at him with a smile.

"Where is Shizi Yasha, and who is Peach Blossom Lady?" Ling Jun looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the unscrupulous face who seemed to be the leader of this group of children.

Little Unscrupulous tilted his head, looked at Ling Jun very unhappy, and said angrily: "There are no food yakshas here, only Peach Blossom Lady, don't insult our mother."

"Your mother? You are all the children of Mrs. Peach Blossom? Kissed or picked?" Ling Jun glanced at the dozen or so children who didn't look alike, and looked at the little indecent suspiciously.

The little man turned red with anger, he rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and winked at the children behind him, as if he was about to gang up on Ling Jun.

"Little Erzi, what are you doing? Why don't you invite guests to Peach Blossom Lady?" A scholar in Tsing Yi walked over quickly and softly scolded the group of children who were about to explode.

"Father Eight, this man is disrespectful to his mother, we are going to teach him a lesson," the little unruly man called Xiao Erzi turned his head and explained aggrievedly to the scholar in Tsing Yi.

The scholar in Tsing Yi came over, patted the second son lovingly on the head, bowed his hands to salute the three of them, and said very politely, "The dog is so naughty, the guests laughed at me, please come with me, go to the Qingta, and meet Peach Blossom Lady, Let her meet her, and if she is lucky enough to be chosen, the three of you can stay in Baiming Mountain."

Wu Shi kept staring at the scholar, always feeling that something was wrong.

Wen Chang was also looking at the scholar, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the sachet hanging around his waist.

"Wait, young master, if we are chosen, who will be ranked?" Ling Jun, the master master of Lingshi Sect, once again grasped the false point of others' words.

"This, in order, should be No. 18, Nineteen and Twenty, but it also depends on the meaning of Peach Blossom Lady. If she likes it very much, she may surpass me and rank in the top three." The scholar in Tsing Yi smiled happily. , very eight-room style.

"Father Eight, don't grow up other people's aspirations and destroy your own prestige. You are a master, and you are much more knowledgeable than these three young boys." The second son walked up to the scholar in Tsing Yi, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and was full of shame. Feelings.

"There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. Don't be complacent, remember?" The scholar in Tsing Yi lowered his head to teach his son a lesson, then raised his head, smiled apologetically at the three of them, and made an inviting gesture very gracefully.

The village path twists and turns, green trees cover the courtyard, and flowers bloom on both sides of the road. After walking for a long time, I came to a black-painted gate. Two mighty stone lions in front of the gate, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, seemed to be smiling. He looked at the person who came in with a non-smile.

"All the gentlemen who come here by name must draw a stroke on the lion's eyes to see if they have the talent for learning, three, please." At some point, the young master in Tsing Yi took a pen in his hand, What was dipped was not ink, but bright red cinnabar.

Ling Jun was eager to try, and was about to step forward to take the brush, but was suddenly blocked by an arm. Wu Shi looked over with deep eyes, and shook his head invisibly.

"Ah, hahaha, the Eighth Young Master, as for us, we are under the appointment of Mrs. Peach Blossom. If you don't want to be a Young Master, then you can't test your knowledge, haha." When Ling Jun received his disciple's gaze, he stopped in his tracks and yelled. Haha rounds up the field for myself.

"It's not that good, if you don't follow the rules, Lady Peach Blossom will be upset." The eighth son frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.

"It's too late today, Hachiko, take the guests to Pear Fragrance Garden to rest first, and see you tomorrow." An elegant female voice sounded, as if someone was standing nearby, looking around, but there was no sign of him.

"Three, come with me, please." Hearing the voice, the eighth son respectfully bowed to the courtyard, and then led the three of them to the way they came.

The small village looks very large from the outside, but the four of them walked across two small bridges, turned around eight alleys, passed a small lake, and finally saw a place full of trees in the southeast corner. Courtyard of pear trees.

After Hachiko delivered to the door, he politely said goodbye and went back.

The gate of the courtyard was open, except for four old pear trees with thick arms, there was no one there. Ling Jun walked in first, and seeing the pear blossoms all over the tree, he closed his eyes intoxicated, and took a few breaths of the sweet fragrance of the flowers .

After entering the main room, I found that two old servants were arranging food, four vegetarian and four meat dishes, served on blue and white porcelain plates, very pleasing to the eye.

The two old ladies brought over a large vat of wine, their old faces were covered with cracked pine bark, they glanced at the three young masters, grinned and gave a dry smile.

"Thank you four old men, sit down and eat together", Wu Shichao bowed his hands to the four old servants, very respectful.

The four old servants were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, stared at a pair of terrified eyes, shook their heads and waved their hands, and staggered back out under the doubtful eyes of the three.

"Is this Peach Blossom Lady so strict? This old servant is too scared to even speak." Ling Jun sat down, picked up a small wooden spoon, and scooped wine from the wine tank.

As soon as the lid was lifted, Ling Jun beamed with joy, looked at Wen Chang who was still standing there, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said: "Hey, you really have a good taste, isn't this the rarest rye wine in your family? It’s just a small pot, look at Peach Blossom Lady, this big pot is really grand, come, Wenchang, come and have a drink with me.”

"Hey, the taste is not the same as yours, Wenchang, you can try it." Ling Jun eagerly took a sip, put the first sip of the wine on the tip of his tongue for a while, and looked at Wenchang suspiciously.

"Of course it's different. It's called Pear Blossom White. It's made by adding pear flowers to century-old fermented rye wine, burying it under a pear tree, and then fermenting it for a hundred years." Wen Chang walked over, took the wine that Ling Jun handed over, and looked up. head, drank it.

"Apprentice, come on, you have a glass too, how about the amount of alcohol, it's all drunk." Ling Jun looked at Wu Shi who was sitting upright and eating, and handed over a glass of wine proudly.

"Master, you and Xiaoliu have a drink, I'll pour the amount in three cups, don't be ashamed." Wu Shi looked at the wine and waved his hands again and again.

"My head disciple of the Lingshi Sect, how can you not drink, come on, do you drink it yourself, or feed you for the teacher, huh?" Ling Jun raised the hand of the wine glass and gave it away again.

Wu Shi quickly grabbed the wine glass, closed his eyes, and poured it in forcefully, choking him so much that he coughed repeatedly.

Ling Jun sat up, stretched out his hand and patted his disciple's back lightly, as if he was looking at a rare flower that never came out of the world, and he could clearly read a line of words in his dark eyes, "Why is this happening? How strange? It's unbelievable."

Wu Shi glanced at the master, and his face turned even redder.

Ling Jun was even more strange.

This apprentice, who used to be drunk after three cups, now blushed after just one cup, drunk.

"Master, if you sit so close to the master, he will be even more drunk." Wen Chang sat far away, drinking a small wine, looking at the master with a smile.

Ling Jun exhaled, fanned himself and smelled it, nodded in agreement, and said to Wenchang: "Well, indeed, the smell of wine in my mouth is too strong, and the smell makes me even more drunk."